denial (calypso)

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Electra ignored the growling of her stomach, lightly twisting her hair in her hand as she wandered along. She'd skipped lunch and was intent on grabbing some fruit at dinner to help settle her stomach, and her morning run had burnt all of calories that she'd consumed during breakfast. Still, even with the lack of calories that she was allowing into her body, Electra was distraught. She couldn't help but notice the way her dress clung to her frame and it was extremely upsetting. She was so pretty, why did her weight have to be an issue.

Electra knew that she was pretty. It was simply genetics. Her father was extremely handsome and her mother was one of the most beautiful, graceful looking people that she'd ever seen. Her hair was thick and healthy looking, her face was proportional, she had a pretty personality to match her outside beauty. So why didn't she feel pretty all around? Electra wanted to know why she felt so ugly and incredibly fat all of the time. She worked her ass off to stay beautiful and fit, and nothing seemed to be making any kind of difference. She desperately wanted to feel beautiful.

Electra sat down near the clock tower, looking up towards the sky. The clouds had broken for the day, giving the land a rare day of sunshine. It wasn't exceptionally warm, but with her sweater and tights, she was comfortable. Electra closed her eyes, leaning against the side of the building. Her head hurt and she couldn't help but cringe as her stomach continued to snarl at her, begging for food. As much as she wanted to eat, she couldn't allow it. She had promised herself that she wasn't going to take in any more calories for the afternoon, that she'd wait for dinnertime.

No, Electra, be strong. You can do this. This is what it takes to be skinny and beautiful like Mum. You can do it...

[/color] Electra thought. She smiled as the buzzing in her head and the grinding of her stomach faltered, leaving her feeling strong and blissful. She opened her eyes, taking out her wand that she'd tucked away into her waistband. Casually dragging it through the air, she watched as colorful sparks were emitted from the tip. She found this to be a good distraction, practicing fancy, showy magic, it kept her from thinking to hard about the consequences of extensive working out and starving herself...

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Calypso skipped down the front steps, her board in her hand. Her boots planted firmly on the ground as she threw down her skateboard. Jumping onto the board she kicked off, the old board clicking rhythmically along the cobbled stones of the courtyard. She shoved a hand through her hair, the tangled mess falling back into place. It was a beautiful day, and nothing was going to keep her inside on her one day off. Her legs ached from constant standing the past three days, but the heavy galleons in her worn pockets jingled happily.

She pushed again, unsure where she really intended to go. She had lapped the courtyard at least twice now. The scowls and scoffs were typical, and her stony, nonchalant expression remained the same. Her fingers twitched, wanting to pull down the old shorts, feeling them ride up. She could feel the judgement, burning into her as she skated mindlessly, swerving slightly, although her circular path remained the same. And once again, she found her eyes casually scanning the courtyard.

Hardly anyone littered the courtyard, and there was a pair of Ravenclaws, still in their school uniforms despite the weekend. They had their books out in front of them, but their attention was elsewhere as they whispered to each other, their eyes darting quickly to Calypso grungy appearance and back to each other, as if she hadn't noticed. Calypso rolled her eyes, turning around the corner for a fifth time before a loud crrrrack echoed from beneath her feet. "Shit!" She shouted lewdly, leaping from her board. She sat on a bench, lifting up the board to examine the damage.

"You have got to be kidding me!" She groaned to herself, collapsing on a bench beside some girl she barely recognized. Then again, most all girls looked the same to her. They all blended in, with their lacy, elegant clothes. Calypso wasn't sure the last time she'd worn a dress, let alone even owned one. She tried to resist rolling her eyes, although the girl gave out a sense of dejavu. She flipped the board over, examining the wear on her trucks, and the resulting chip in the board when the wheel touched the worn deck. Groaning, Calypso threw down the board, placing one foot on the board as she leaned back.

She fished into her pocket, finding her chocolate stash that Missy the House Elf ensured remained fully stocked. She popped a piece in her mouth, eyes darting over to the girl with show-offy magic. She held out her hand. "Want some chocolate?" She asked. Her gaze flickered from the chocolate up to the girl, peering at her. Something familiar echoed in that face shape.


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[electra aidos hyperion]

"Shit!"

Electra jumped at the shout, bright red sparks shooting from her wand and disappearing just as quickly in her shock. She stared, wide-eyed, at the grungy-looking older girl that had toppled over onto the pavement in front of her. She seemed slightly older than her, but her appearance was haggard and rather disturbing. Electra couldn't help but crinkle her nose up at the girl. It was mostly instinct, she had been taught that anyone who didn't care much about their appearance wasn't worth paying attention to. First impressions were everything to Electra.

It wasn't that she was overly conceited, it was simply the way that she'd been brought up. Electra moved away slightly when the girl sat down next to her, once again purely on instinct, though the movement itself caused her to feel faint. Inside, Electra assumed that this girl was probably fairly friendly, as most people that came across her path were. Still, there was something about this girl that was familiar in such a way that bothered her greatly, though she couldn't put her finger on what it was. The stranger lifted her Muggle board on wheels up on her lap and examined it.

"You have got to be kidding me!"

Electra winced slightly at the crudeness of the girl's tone. Whatever was wrong with the odd transportation device on her lap, it was making the stranger unhappy, something that made Electra uncomfortable. She sat there, trying not to stare, but finding it quite difficult. Matters were made worse when the girl threw the board upon the ground, resting her feet on it in a very unladylike manner, digging deep into her pockets. Electra couldn't help but peer at her, curiosity getting the better of her. The girl fished out chocolate from her pocket, popping one in her mouth before turning to her, hand out-stretched.

"Want some chocolate?"

Electra's gaze left the girl's face down to her hand where the perfect little chocolate triangle rested in her hand. Her stomach lurched and her head grew light at the prospect. She could smell the delicious, delectable scent wafting up from the treat, and she felt her mouth water just at the prospect. Still, she knew that she had to be strong and power through what she was feeling.

Electra couldn't be weak. One piece of chocolate would ruin what she had going for her, it would ruin the beauty and the thinness that she was trying to keep. Forcing a small, polite smile, Electra fixed her gaze upon the stranger. "No... thank you,"

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Calypso's lips struggled to stay in their indifferent position on her face, pulled in two separate directions. How this girl sniffed, as if Calypso actually gave off a stench. The up and down look that made the hufflepuff look as if she had just stepped out of a tween muggle magazine. And she still attempted a small smile, as if Calypso were too stupid to notice it. At the same time, the scowl that had almost become a permanent feature on her face struggled for control, her familiar aggressive instincts bristling as if the girl had just poked a bear with a stick.

No...thank you

Calypso couldn't contain the audible snort, recognizing the all too familiar starvation patterns in the girl who she found herself resenting more and more with every passing second. Calypso tilted her head back, shoving a deliberate, sloppy handful of chocolate in her mouth before smudging the melted chocolate left on her hand across her already stained jean shorts.

"I'm calypso," she grinned through a mouthful of chocolate, offering her hand. More like...demanding a hand shake. Of course, two wrongs didn't make a right, but she couldn't resist picking up this other stick and poking the bear as well. It wasn't often that she bothered to even interact with someone like this. She only observed. Might as well test the theories she'd developed, she justified mentally.

"That's some...pretty magic," she offered, making the pause as she looked the girl over the way she had so deliberately done to Calypso. She'd watched this stereotype enough to mimick their passive-aggressive catty ways down to a T. And she had to say...she enjoyed it far too much. Something about this girl...that all too familiar bell that rang in the hazy recesses of her mind...it made her want to scream. Even Calypso knew that that was out of line...yet still... "Third year, right?" She asked in the most pleasantly cheerful tone she could muster, although the insult was there, masked in her words.

She was out of control. She couldn't reign it in. She grabbed the locket around her neck, the metal icy in her burning, sweaty palms. It was a filthy habit, this locket living around her neck, and it was even more disgusting how she clung to it when she felt the sting of attacks. As if she was clinging to the filthy bastard that had abandoned her. Walk away, Calypso she tried to tell herself, although that meek voice of reason was suffocated by the burning haze filling her mind.

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